Feed 'em with bass Feed 'em, feed ' em with the bass
Look up in the sky It's not a bird, it's not a plane It's that meteorite nigga Flying down your way Clear the area, hysteria All of them running scared But I just sit down and relax Tripping on parallax effects like that, I mean Where we gonna run to? Ain't no place to hide dude Plus, they like to hide the truth Packing some larvae in your soup I am not talking conspiracy Give me my daily dose of the pornography Thinking of ways I can get out of poverty On my way up kill the bills like D. Carradine The fuck you know about Monopsony? I don't believe in luck fuck your lottery Niggas dealing everyday with mockeries You mean illusion of life by puppeteers? Side Effects of Ablixa, how you feel? Living in a place you don't even know if it is real I see a lot of hoes in the house popping pills In plate-house they steal, you pay their overbills That pastor the bastard, last to be arrested Society it's a mess: pay some some tithe and I'll profess And if the press try to fuck with us: rubber bullets in their eyes Pepper spray, we spray 'em Now they high like roaches on Baygon God damn, trippin
Oye oye oye oye yo (ane anete) Oye oye oye oye yo (ane anete) Oye oye oye oye yo (ane anete) Everybody's like What they see? What they saying? Feed em with the bass Kill em, kill em with bass My bass so heavy You can feel it in yo face Kill em with the bass Feed em, feed em with bass My bass so heavy You can feel it in yo face
Oye oye oye oye yo (ane anete) Oye oye oye oye yo (ane anete) Oye oye oye oye yo (ane anete) Everybody's like What they see? What they saying? Feed em with the bass Kill em, kill em with bass My bass so heavy You can feel it in yo face Kill em with the bass Feed em, feed em with bass My bass so heavy You can feel it in yo face
Look up in the sky It's not a bird, it's not a plane Is that fly motherfucker nigga, I ain't got no wing Suppa high of this planet Fuck the control system Paranormal activities, that's how I get them I meditate to elevate Spit like crazy, fuck the fame All I see is white sheeps, brain washed While I contemplate (contemplate) I got my sight like a telescope (telescope) A beautiful mind call me Russel Crowe We mix music with some medicine (medicine) Medicate their ass with some Ritalin Just in case they try an act a fool If it doesn't work we throw em in the pool We manifest in the music to live Without the Bible I still believe One soul, one dream One goal, It's all I need Hold up, I'm feeling so great When we on the mic they go mayday! Dancing around the fire like KK Middle finger to the world like it's Ok Hey!
I promise we will get there soon Before the night ends Before the night ends Before the night ends And you will see the things my way You'll see If you allow me If you just let me If you allow